From the August 1997 magazine.

A Daily Reprieve

As I walk out into the early dawn to pick up my newspaper, I raise my eyes to the beautiful Florida sky and say, "Good morning, God."

It wasn't always that way. For many years I woke up and said, "Good God, it's morning!" I was filled with all the fears alcoholics know.

-- Florence K.

Venice, Florida

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